Why i can not write?
Why i should leave this delightful place?
Why my problem seem never end...
This is my right to write poems
How could you...
Leave us please...
He is only my best friend now...
Is it clear enough for you? ...
Yes, he is only my best friend
who is smart, romantic and very nice to me...
But because all of this...
I never talk to him as a bestfriend anymore...
I lost someone that very kind...
I lost someone that i can share with...
My best friend from far.. a cross the sea..
I am sorry for all stupid things around us...
But never think.. i am cruel to you...
I like you. i don't have a heart to hate you...
Please always be my best friend from far...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem